Rachania

RaKhania ~ 010

Khay walked gontai to the dormitory where he lived.he went home alone this time. Because Ray left him. Khay laid his body on a simple bed.

Then Khay massaged his temple slowly. There was a lot he thought about his plan to find his brother's killer. He was sure if his brother was killed in the persecution by someone.

His instincts as a detective cannot be lied to. But her instinct as a pure woman, also can not lie if the charm of Rakha is very alluring.

"Any! Why think of him?" rutuk Khay to himself.

"I cannot be weak. Rakha could have been one of the suspects of Kak Khania's persecution. But... Should I talk to Mom about this? If mom finds out I'm playing with fire like this... He'll hate me more. Ah, why is it so complicated?"

Khay decides to cleanse himself and then head to dreamland. Tomorrow he'll think his plan is more mature.

Khay visits her mother's house wearing Khania's dress. Amara was very surprised to see the change in appearance of her daughter.

"You're so pretty, son. You should be a gentle woman like your sister..."

The praise sounded sad in Khay's ears. His mother still remembers his brother. And it always will be. His mother would not accept Khay with her own identity.

"Yes, mom. I'll learn to be Kak Khania..."

"Did? Whatchu mean?"

"Lady..." Khay knelt in front of her mother.

"I'll find out who did this to you."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm sure something happened to my sister there. There must be a reason why you came home so scarred."

"Then?"

"I'll disguise myself as Kak Khania. And I'm gonna investigate the mystery of brother's death."

"What?!"

"Mothers... I love my sister very much, don't you? Can you accept if you die that way?"

Amara seemed to think.

"Son, but what if something happens to you? I've lost Khania, I don't want to lose you either."

"Mother just relax. I'm a black belt holder, I can take care of myself. And I will also be helped by Ray and Luci. So, don't worry about me..." Khay tries to convince her fragile-looking mother.

Actually the reason why Khay wanted to do this was so that his mother would not continue to be sad. It has been a year and her mother still seems to be lamenting the departure of Khania.

"Mother..."

"alright, son. But. You have to promise, you'll be fine."

"Yes, I don't worry."

Khay hugged her mother. "Mother, now help me get to know Kak Khania more deeply."

"Eh? Whatchu mean?"

"Tell me anything Kak Khania likes, and what she doesn't like."

"Didn't you know your sister, too?"

"I don't know him as well as I know him. Come help me, ma'am!"

Amara framed her daughter's face. "You're getting spoiled like your brother..."

Khay smiled sweetly at her mother's treatment.

Khay comes to Ray's house. A housekeeper opened the door for Khay.

"Hello, Bi Surti. Ray is?"

"Eh, Neng Khayla. Den Ray is there, Neng is in his room. Looks like it's still sleeping."

"Still asleep? This hour she's still sleeping? That's right!" Khay ran to Ray's room on the second floor.

Ray just lives with his dad. His mother died a long time ago. So when he became friends with Khay, he felt he had a mother back because Amara loved Ray very much, although he did not like the hobby of the man in the field of mystery.

"Ray!!!" tekik Khay who directly hit Ray on the bed.

Ray wriggled as he felt his body being overlapped by someone.

"Ray! Wake up! Geez, what did you do last night until this hour you didn't wake up?"

"Whisper! Go there! I don't want to be disturbed." Ray shrouded his body.

"Ray, let's get up! We have to work."

"I'm being lazy. You're the only one who went to work there!"

"don't want. I just want to go with you."

"Don't you have a private driver now, huh!"

"Private driver? Who?"

Ray doesn't want to keep arguing with Khay. He got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

Khay snorted at his friend's unusual behavior.

Khay decides to wait for Ray to get ready by enjoying the sunlight that begins to rise from the balcony of Ray's room. It was almost ten o'clock in the morning but the air was still cool and cold.

Khay let the wind blow over her black and beautiful long hair. He was breathing deep in the air this morning. Ray's house is around the hills. Somehow his father decided to move to this place after his mother died. Ray once told Khay, if his father does not want to be dissolved in grief, then they both move from their old house to a cooler place.

Khay immediately opened his eyes when he felt a cold skin coiling around his waist.

Whatisthis?

Khay rounded his eyes perfectly. He knew that the cold hand wrapped around his body was the hand of Ray.

"Ray... Wh-what are you doing?" khay asked nervously by swallowing his saliva.

"Why? Just sec. Just for a minute." said Ray by propping his chin on Khay's shoulder.

The smell of shampoo and bath soap typical of men thrust into Khay's nose. And Khay could have guessed that Ray was currently only wearing a towel wrapped around his waist.

They've never been this close. Although sometimes they hug each other, but not by hugging from behind as Ray does at this time.

"Ray... Hen-stop!" pinta Khay when Ray began to brush Khay's long hair, just like Rakha did yesterday.

Khay clenched his hands. "Ray..." Khay's voice began to weaken. He started to get carried away.

Ray's hands began to move to hug his shoulders until they wrapped around Khay's neck.

"Khai... I'll help you, but... Don't ever do anything like this again with that guy!" ray whispered into Khay's ear.

Khay bristled at the friendly-sounding whispers in his ears. But he does not want to get carried away. He immediately let go of Ray's hand and prepared to beat the man. But Khay had not had time to give him a raw bogem, the man had already entered his room and went to the bathroom to change clothes.

"Ray!!! Look out for you!!!" Shouted Khay in annoyance.

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